The firey explosion coils up into the night sky, orange flames flickering up, tinged with black, oily smoke.

“Shit!” Eva growls, heading for the door. “Dash, stay here!” She tries to order, Demi and Elecmon getting ready to fight, Tink jolting herself awake by the front of the car.

“Hell no I’m not staying put with that!” You bark at her, forcing a spoonful of food in your mouth for the road, needing all the energy you can get.

She tries to shove you back on the bed for a second, growling irritably, but you slip around her, getting outside before she can stop you.

Casey’s in there… Daisy too, and you’re weak. Real weak right now.

Come on Dash, work through it!

You force yourself to run, before you’re grabbed around the neck. “If you’re going in there…. At least let’s have a plan!” She yells over the loud crackling of the fires, as you see a tall armoured digimon run towards the building, batting the wreckage of the entrance aside.

>We get our friends out first!
>Try and deal with the flames on the exterior first, before the building comes down.
>Zeke’s gotta be in there, we deal with him first!
>You get the others out, I’ll find and follow them
>Send her in, you can wait for Jeff to get back first
>Write in

>>46083826
>>We get our friends out first!

>>46083826
>>We get our friends out first!

>>46083826
>We get our friends out first!

>>46083826
>>We get our friends out first!

Hot blooded shounen hero, also, sup chuckles?

>>46083826
>We get our friends out first!
Fire is our thing, we got this.

>>46083826
We don't have Digimon or magic that can handle a fire.
There are other towns not yet afflicted so Zeke is only a secondary objective.
Never split the party.
>We get our friends out first!
and get Devi Digivolved

>>46083826
Hey, if Dash goes into the fire and stops using his magic to heat himself, do you think the ice would keep him alive in the blaze?

Alrighty, gimme 5d20

Rolled 13, 13, 18, 8, 13 = 65 (5d20)

>>46084288
hooboy

Rolled 3, 17, 2, 5, 20 = 47 (5d20)

>>46084288

Rolled 1, 20, 4, 16, 1 = 42 (5d20)

>>46084288

Rolled 5, 14, 5, 4, 1 = 29 (5d20)

>>46084288

Rolled 16, 19, 5, 9, 18 = 67 (5d20)

>>46084288

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“We gotta get the others out of there first!” You yell to her, now come on!”

You hit your digivice, Leomon rushing forwards with Devimon just behind them, as the two of you tear ass across the beach.

You bust in through front entrance, the purple Elecmon cowering under it’s desk as rubble rains down on it’s desk, Leomon and Devimon already headed for the main chamber, you follow them into the raging inferno, the entire room a mess of toppled shelves, blasted metal, fallen columns and rising, flickering flames.

Shit, shit, shit!

Eva slaps you, pointing back at the front desk, she heads back to help the terrified digimon, her wind gusting the flames down, she ducks in.

You can see shapes moving through the flames on the far side of the room, before Leomon leaps over a shelf, finding Guardromon, looking beat to hell and embedded in a wall, he starts work on pulling her out, while Tink and Devimon circle near the ceiling, looking for the others.

Your magic is having to work the opposite way now, keeping your temperature low as steam starts rising from your skin, your shirt pulled low over your mouth, you head deeper into the maze.

The smoke clouds near the roof, blocking those two from sight for a moment, before you see them dive, pulling something upwards… getting real smokey in here… You pull your goggles low, doing your best to keep it out of your eyes.

A digimon comes crashing past, blown backwards so hard that he tears through the shelf on your left and slams into the wall next to you, growling in pain as he bounces off.

“What are you doing?” It demands in a deep growl, “Get the hell out of here!”

You ignore it, casting around through the new path it just made and- there!

Casey’s pinned under another toppled shelf, unmoving….

You charge forwards, doing your best to lift if off her, you drag her loose. “C’mon Case…” You mutter, checking her breathing, before she lets out a huge racking cough, her eyes still closed.

You drag her fully clear, stooping and doing your best to hoist her up, you end up with an awkward, droopy bridal carry. Looking around, the others are gone, having extracted everyone else hopefully, but the door you entered through is barred, the roof above it having caved in.

There’s an office leading off the room nearby, no idea how much help that is, as you manage to sling Casey over your shoulder instead.

>Go for the office
>Get the big digimons help, see if he can blast a way out
>Write in

>>46084617
>>Get the big digimons help, see if he can blast a way out

>>46084617
Get the big digimon's help.
Also, can we conserve MP by letting the surrounding fire keep Dash warm for a while?

>>46084617
>>Write in
Check the office for Daisy and then
>Get the big digimons help, see if he can blast a way out

>>46084617
>>Get the big digimons help, see if he can blast a way out
We need to save our friend!

>>46084617
>>46084652
this

>>46084617
>>Get the big digimons help, see if he can blast a way out

>Blackwargreymon

Chuckles I love you

>>46084617
>>46084652
Nearly forgot about Daisy. Seconded.

>>46084617
>>46084652
this

Alrighty and 2d20s for the office and getting help

Rolled 14, 10 = 24 (2d20)

>>46084797

Rolled 4, 18 = 22 (2d20)

>>46084797

Rolled 5, 13 = 18 (2d20)

>>46084797

Rolled 1, 12 = 13 (2d20)

>>46084797
I'm imagining Blackwargreymon in a tie answering calls like a good secretary now.

Rolled 6, 10 = 16 (2d20)

>>46084797

First things first, need to check that office, Daisy could be trapped in there.

You charge, trying to shoulder barge it open, you bounce off ineffectually. You hear a skittering noise, followed by a crunch. Looking down, ah, damn it! You stepped on Casey’s glasses, you do your best to scoop them into your pocket without dropping her, thinking….

You try the doorknob instead but- AH! Hot!

Fire on the other side… Casey let’s out another cough. She’s not doing good. Alright, man up Dash.

You grit your teeth and grab the doorknob, grimacing through the pain, you twist and kick the door open, on to an empty lab, no one inside. Damn it! Where the hell is she?

You cough through your shirt, screw it, gotta get Casey outta here. You hurry back towards the injured Digimon, catching his attention he’s about to charge back into the fight. “Hey! Hey! Can we get some help? We’re stuck in here, the entrance is blocked!”

He growls, staring at the shapes through the flames for a moment, before glaring down at you, “Hurry up!” He orders, turning his back and slashing at the wall behind him, blowing a hole in it.

You manage to slip through, just in time for an attack to catch him in the back, blowing him out through the hole he just made and slamming him into the building across the alley.

“Sorry!” You bark, already taking off with Casey towards the front of the building.

By the time you get to the front, Jeff and Gotsumon are watching over Daisy, Guadromon and the Elecmon at a safe distance, the others crowded into the lobby again, trying to bust into the facility again. “Dash!” Eva screams, pounding against a barred door.

Your throat feels ragged as you lie Casey down with the others, Jeff’s face washing with relief when he sees the two of you, before he moves to tell the others.

Feeling lightheaded… really lightheaded, keeping your temperature low is really kicking your ass, combined with all that smoke inhalation…

>Fight it, get back in there with Leomon!
>Wait here, and watch the others. You’re not gonna be much help at this point
>Write in

>>46085166
>Wait here, and watch the others. You’re not gonna be much help at this point

>>46085166
>>Wait here, and watch the others. You’re not gonna be much help at this point

>>46085166
>>Wait here, and watch the others. You’re not gonna be much help at this point
Too many close calls lately, I hope Dash has learned a little moderation when it comes to death defying.

>>46085166
>Wait here, and watch the others. You’re not gonna be much help at this point
Was the X-evolution a single shot thing?

>>46085208
But we are Dash.

Chuckles. Where did you put my christmas cake?

>>46085280
We're...learning? Maybe?

>>46085288
Being turned into a 15 year old. Then he'll claim that she always was and just started teaching really young.

>>46085454
Hah nope. We're always pushing ourselves to a point of uselessness and then let others handle it from there on. Also mostof this is because we decided to try Fast & Furious tricks in real digi-life.
>>46085508
Christmas Cake best Cake.

>>46085508
>Daisy is actually 17 years old

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Nope, for once it’s time to hang back. You pull Casey’s glasses back out, geez, you stamped em good, one side busted beyond repair. Or conventional repair anyway.

Check Daisy’s breath… she’s pretty clear, but Casey… hers is coming out pretty raspy, too much smoke.

Shit, you’re supposed to give cpr for this, right?

You lean down, lock lips with her and blow air into her lungs for a moment, preparing to blow again when- Ack!

You fall back in the sand, feeling your strength ebb away quickly, the heat soon being replaced by the cold, setting in slowly, painfully. Your veins turning blue under your skin.

Burned your magic too quickly…

You hear the groaning of metal somewhere distant, before reality snaps back with a salty dunking, the breath knocked out of you as your head is shoved under the ocean, before you’re pulled back up, Guardromon having dragged you into the sea.

“You alright?” She asks.

“N-not really.” You chatter, “But it’ll slow it down.”

The ocean water isn’t hot enough, but there’s enough of it to leak the cold in you out. “Doctor will be here any second she assures you, standing steady as you’re buffeted about by waves.

Worlds going dim again…

Another dunking and you snap back awake, but only for a second. “Thanks… Guardromon.” You murmur as loud as you can.

You drift for a while, not really sure how long… the sharp chill turning into a soft warmth.

Your eyes snap open to a slightly horrific sight, some orange demon thing looming over you with what might be a compassionate smile.

“Take two with dinner and get rest.” He tells you, setting a bottle of pills down by the bedside, crammed into the RV.

“Who…” You begin, before you see Jeff behind him, nervously watching. “Doctor. Right.” You croak.

You let sleep take you for who knows how long, waking in a cold sweat, the room dark and a warm hand on your forehead, you jump a little, letting out a weak noise.

“How you feeling slugger?” Casey rasps out of the dark, clicking a light on.

She’s got a plaster stuck to the side of her face, her glasses are missing and her hair’s been singed even shorter than before, but she gives you a weak smile all the same. “Couldn’t sleep.” She shakes her head, letting your forehead go.

The cold’s gone, fully by the feel of it.

>Where’s Zeke?
>How are YOU feeling?
>Sorry, should have got you out sooner
>Write in

>>46085628
>How are YOU feeling?
>Sorry, should have got you out sooner


>Where’s Zeke?

>>46085628
>Write in
Better. Whatever that witch-doctor digimon did seems to have helped.
What about you?

>>46085628
>How are YOU feeling?

>>46085628
>How are YOU feeling?
>Sorry, should have got you out sooner

>>46085628
>>How are YOU feeling?
>>Sorry, should have got you out sooner

>>46085628
>>How are YOU feeling?
>>Sorry, should have got you out sooner

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You manage to sit upright, knuckling your eyes, “Whatever that witch doctor did, I’m feeling better.” You lay your hand over hers before she can pull it away, “What about you? How are you holding up?”

She shrugs, pointing to her cheek, “Well, it’s kinda gross under here right now, but he said it should be gone in a day or two.” She says with a half laugh, sounding like a sixty year old smoker. “Other than that, I’ll live.”

You link your fingers with hers, “Sorry, I should have got you out sooner.”

She shakes her head, “It’s fine dude, you’re the only reason I got out at all.” She squeezes your hand a little tighter. “Thanks. By the way.”

Your stomach growls complainingly, and you clutch it, “Sorry.” She shakes her head, tossing a sandwich in your lap.

“Zeke got away.” She finally mutters, but that digimon- Blackwargreymon, he said that he injured the human pretty bad, doubts they’ll get far, at least for a few days til they patch up.

“Hmmm. And the datadrive?” You ask

“Jeff patched it up, after they put the fire out.” She says softly, “I offered, but he insisted I get some more sleep. You dust some crumbs off yourself as you finish your meal, swallowing the pills to go with it, before Casey leans over, gingerly wrapping her arms around your chest. “Eva was crying the whole time… but I knew you’d pull through. You’re the expert of surviving dumb stuff at this point.”

>God damn right!
>Thank Guadromon for me, would ya?
>Kiss the Casey
>Write in

>>46086123
>Thank Guadromon for me, would ya?
>Kiss the Casey
Best girl

>>46086123
>God damn right!
>Eva is a good girl.

>>46086123
>Thank Guadromon for me, would ya?
>Kiss the Casey

>>46086123
>God damn right!
>Kiss the Casey
and after that
>Thank Guadromon for me, would ya?

>>46086146
>Choosing a single one as best

>>46086123
>>God damn right!
>>Thank Guadromon for me, would ya?
>>Kiss the Casey

Por que no los all of them?

>>46086123
>Thank Guadromon for me, would ya

>>46086123
>God damn right!
>Kiss the Casey

>>46086167
>all are best girl
My nigga.

>>46086123
>>Thank Guadromon for me, would ya?
>>Kiss the Casey

I find it funny that we havent even touched Eva in any way remotely sexual yet

>>46086220
We need to though.

>>46086220
She's going to jump us one day and force us to fuck her.

>>46086220
Does kissing her forehead count?

>>46086220
Sadly every single time we have had a good chance she's been drugged.

>>46086244
If it happens again then we need to take advantage of it.

>>46086238
Before or after we bang jeff?

>>46086220
Seemed like she was ready to take her top off and just jump us last thread but was interrupted by the explosion.

Too bad,really.

>>46086220
One day, we'll do it. To be fair, we had one bit of sex-play with a spider in human form (which she DID tell us about way back when we first met her, what with other digimon being scared of her spider form, so I don't think we've truly done it with her), we've technically gotten to third base with Casey, but it was her birthday.

Honestly, we've been patching them mentally and emotionally most of the time.

>>46086272
Fujioshi, leave.

>>46086272
We're not banging Jeff.

>>46086330
Says you.

>>46086299
our group is a group of emotionally damaged teens that are forced away from everything they ever considered normal and they look up to a free-love hippie that has thrown himself at every single problem disregarding his own safety.
We're going to start a fucking cult at this rate.
WITH OUR DICK

>>46086317
>>46086330
>>46086351
http://strawpoll.me/7111792

>>46086317
>>46086330
I've heard that before, so Jeff bangs Dashs? Alright I'm down for it.

>>46086371
Straw polls mean nothing.

>>46086403
eh No is winning anyways.

>>46086371
>strawpoll
Kek

>>46086387
Again, no.

>>46086425
>We won't bang Danny's sister
>We won't bang the trap
>Jesus we won't bang his mom
Smut, smut always wins.

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You give her a grin, “God damn right.” You laugh, feeling come out as more of a wheeze. “And if you manage to drag yourself out of bed before I do, thank Guardromon for me, would ya? I would have died for sure if she hadn’t dunked me.”

She nods into your shoulder, “Will do.”

“Oh and one more thing.” You nod, her eyes narrow a little as she tries to squint at you. Before she can ask, you press your lips to hers, holding her gently for a moment, enjoying the soft feeling of her lips, the craning of her shoulders to make sure she’s at the same height as you.

Her tongue darts nervously at yours for a moment, and you let the kiss deepen for a few seconds, grabbing her chin and leaning into it a little more, before you break it off. “Love ya Case.” You wink.

She nods, smiling a little wider at the words, reaching up and snapping your goggles against your head for a moment, “I’m gonna get some sleep now, kay?”

You nod, letting her lay back and clicking the light off. You sit there in the dark, massaging a kink out of your neck, before a rapping comes from the door. It continues for a while, no one answering. Twitching the divider open, they’re all sprawled out over every surface, snoring deeply.

With a groan, you heft yourself towards the door, opening it to find that black armoured digimon from earlier. “Can I help you?”

“I’m the head of security in this city. And I’ve been told to come see which of you humans is the leader, and bring you in for a nice little talk.” He growls, gesturing for you to get out.

>Well, you’re looking at him
>Daisy should probably handle this
>You don’t sound very friendly. Why should I?
>Write in

>>46086495
>Well, you’re looking at him

>>46086495
>Well, you’re looking at him
>Whip out our dick as well to establish dominance

>>46086495
>>Well, you’re looking at him
wake up Elecmon and bring him with.

>>46086495
>>Well, you’re looking at him

>>46086495
>Well, you’re looking at him

>>46086495
>>Well, you’re looking at him

>>46086495
>Well, you’re looking at him
While I would be more than happy to oblige I have inhaled a lot of smoke and am still recovering from a potentially fatal virus. Should you or your superiors have any questions I'd be more than happy to answer them tomorrow morning. If you're afraid I or my compatriots might flee in the night you are free to post as many guards to us as you wish.

>>46086495
>Well, you’re looking at him most of the time
>Everyone seems to like talking to Jeff more though, why don't I get him
>Go get Jeff and Elecmon (and possibly Jeff's partner as well)

>>46086495
>>Well, you’re looking at him

“Well, you’re looking at him.” You sigh, “Alright, where are you dragging me off to then?”

You nudge Elecmon awake with your foot before you step out, the small digimon jumping out with you, blurrily piecing things together.

“Follow me.” The digimon orders, already clanking his way back towards the streets.

Oh he seems like a lot of fun. You follow him through the night streets, the stink of smoke still on the air, despite the fires having been beaten back, and boy his footsteps are loud! “Can you… walk a little quieter?” You ask.

In response, he just starts floating silently forwards instead. Huh.

He leads you towards a grandiose tower that seems to be made entirely of fashion stores, pizza places and coffee shops, all the way to the top floor, as he calls the elevator down, barring the last floor, a grand penthouse.

“So… who am I meeting here exactly?” You ask.

Blackwargreymon shoots you a derisive look. “You’re about to meet BlackKingNumemon. Peasant.” He growls, “So watch your tongue.”

That’s a mouthful. “Can I just call him King? Or Numemon?” You ask as the elevator door pings open.

“Numemon was my slave name!” A new voice calls, sounding thick and slobbery.

Oh dear.

A slime creature slithers forth, similar to the ones you met on that cruiser, only with a black crown embedded in it’s back. Sure, why not? “And who do I have the pleasure of addressing?” He asks, coming up to about your chest, his sentence spraying a good chunk of spittle into your shirt.

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“Dash Addams.” You nod, extending a hand.

He stares at it for a moment, before glancing at the wargreymon behind you. “Bwig? Offer our guest a drink, would you?” He instructs, slithering away and ignoring your hand.

“Rude.” Elecmon mutters quietly.

‘Bwig’ moves behind a bar, busying himself nervously, as the apparent king slithers over to a window. “Tell me human, why you’ve come to destroy my beautiful paradise?”

“Sir, these humans seemed to be trying to protect-” The security chief cuts in, hurrying to pour water for some fancy vase full of flowers near the king.

“Oh! These are the other ones. They all look the same to me- Oh well.” The kings moustache coils on itself a little tighter. “Very well human, for your… hmm, contributions, we will allow you to keep the device you ‘liberated’ from our lab earlier today. Or if that does not strike your fancy we can offer you something else, an artifact of our city.”

>”I don’t want that, gimme the other thing.”
>“Cool, thank you.”
>“You know, I wouldn’t call this place a paradise”
>Any question for him
>Other

>>46087005
>”I don’t want that, gimme the other thing.”

>>46087005
>“Cool, thank you.”
What exactly can we use the thing for ?

>>46087005
>"Do you have any idea where the humans that attacked went?"

>>46087005
>“Cool, thank you.”
To be honest, any 'artifact' from here, I don't want.

>>46087021
Beyond smut? No idea.

>>46087005
>>”I don’t want that, gimme the other thing.”
While body swapping shenanigans are fun they don't look like something that will really benefit us. Unless we can bodyswap to digimon. Then its broken.

>>46087005
>>Any question for him
What other things can we get?

>>46087005
>”I don’t want that, gimme the other thing."
Don't forget to exhange phone numbers.
If they're attacked again we can fix them and get a lead on the perpetrators.

>>46087005
>>"Do you have any idea where the humans that attacked went?"

We must restore the good name of humans!

>>46087005
>What's the other thing?
>Do you know where the other human was headed?
>Don't forget to get the Security Chief's contact info, he seems pretty sane compared to most of the city.

>>46087038
We should put Jeff in Eva's body then bang him(her)! We sate the fujos and Eva still gets blue balled!

>>46087113
How about you stop being a faggot, anon?

>>46087113
GENIOUS!
seriosuly though that thing seems useless unless we want to become a techno-lich and achieve pseudo-immortality.

>>46087005
>>46087101
This

>>46087113
Or.. we put Casey in Jeffs body and bang the shit out of them both. They're both horribly awkward and will lose their minds.

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>>46087130

calling it

>>46087169
Lets do that.

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You shrug, "I really don't want that thing. Gimme the other thing, the artifact."

"Watch your tongue!" The chief growls, only to be waved down by the king. "Peace Bwig, peace. The human was already reassigned once, I understand not wishing to use it again..." He grins, his lips making a gross wet sound as they part. "Fetch it."

Elecmon busies himself looking out the window as you take the drink you were fixed and- orange juice? Thought you might get some booze outta this...

You can hear the wargreymon clanging about in the other room for a moment, while you try and push for information. "Any idea where the other human went? And his angel assholes?"

The king's moustache coils tighter still, "Do not presume to ask me questions about the security of my realm, shitlord." He gestures to a large tapestry on the wall, "This is my family, we wuz kings for untold years on the basis of equality, why should I listen to some buffoons opinion now?"

Elecmon cocks his head, "But isn't that what equality is abou-"

"We. Wuz. Kings." He repeats firmly, moustache now coiled on itself so tight that he's practically inhaling it. "I'll thank you to be out of my city in... hmmm, let's say, three days."

What? Three days?

Your response is cut off by the chiefs return, carrying a yellow and black slab of metal. "Behold human, our gift to you. The Shield of Norton!" The king trills, the chief dumping it on you and moving back to the bar.

>Three days it is, can I go now?
>Can I get some booze for the road too? That'd be cool.
>Does it... do anything special?
>Write in

>>46087297
>Write in
Give the Security guy our contact info. Their datadrive is still in danger and we are capable of fixing them.

>>46087297
>>Does it... do anything special?
What is this, a wok?

>>46087297
>>Three days it is, can I go now?
>>Does it... do anything special?
I mean I'd hate to not use it properly, such a princely artifact deserves to have a wielded use it to its fullest.

>>46087297
Fuck we're going to need to upgrade to Komodo or F-secure. Pretty much anything other than norton.

>>46087297
>>Does it... do anything special?

Gotta ask so we don't accidentally the whole thing.

>>46087297
>>Three days it is, can I go now?
>>Does it... do anything special?

Norton is kinda crap. No wonder they are just giving it away.

>>46087439
It's going to fail to protect us and block any assistance and any help we'd like.

...is it too late to change our minds about the artifact?

>>46087527
I hope not.

>>46087541
Norton Antivirus will fuck us over. It'll like activate and kill devi or something. If you've ever had it you know it's shit.

Memes aside is Norton still a piece of crap? My last contact with norton is 6 or 7 years old at this point.

>>46087297
>We don't really need any rewards, but thanks for allowing us to stay for three days.

>>46087576
It used to be crap in like 2006 (or so, fuck if I remember the right date), haven't used it since.

sorry, got dragged away, writing now

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“Does it… do anything special?” You ask, looking at the back side of the shield.

He nods, his moustaches slowly extending to full length again, “It can block a single attack for its wielder from each foe encountered.”

Huh. Neat, you guess. Could be a handy trump card. “And it’s collapsable.” Wargreymon adds, “Button near the handgrip.”

You look around, figuring out where it is, you hit the switch and the shield contracts down to a bracelet, sitting comfortably around your wrist.

“Well, that is actually kinda handy.” You have to admit. “Well, three days it is. Can I go now?”

The king waves you towards the elevator again, doesn’t even give you a goodbye, elecmon following close behind, the security chief makes sure to escort you to the ground floor. “You’re an uncivilised heathen… but if you do find that human before you leave town, contact me.” He tosses a scrap of paper into the air, which homes towards your pocket, absorbing into your phone.

The elevator dings open and he shoves you out, leaving you in the street.

“Can we get something to eat before we head back?” Elecmon pleads, rubbing his belly.

Luckily, there’s more than enough all night places, the two of you stopping for some pizza before you head back, energy starting to flow back into your limbs by the time you reach the beach again. “So, Digimon give each other nicknames sometimes, do they?” You ask.

He shrugs, “Not really, I think that was just his lazy anagram for blackwargreymon.”

Hmmm.

“Dash!” A familiar voice calls your name, feet shuffling through the sand in the dark, before something soft smushes into your face, arms around your neck. “You can’t just run off like that in the middle of the night!” Daisy warns, “Especially in your condition!”

>Eh, I’m fine now
>I was summoned by the king, not much I could do
>Hey Daisy, wanna shield?
>Write in

>>46087851
>I was summoned by the king, not much I could do
>Hey Daisy, wanna shield?

>>46087851
>>I was summoned by the king, not much I could do
>>Hey Daisy, wanna shield?

>>46087851
>>I was summoned by the king, not much I could do
>>Hey Daisy, wanna shield?

Get rid of that thing, before it causes trouble for us.

>>46087851
>>I was summoned by the king, not much I could do
>>Hey Daisy, wanna shield?

>>46087851
>Enjoy the moment. Possibly for just a little too long.
>I was summoned by the king, not much I could do
>Hey Daisy, wanna shield?

>>46087875
>>46087883
>>46087884
>>46087890
Do we really want to give our healer something that could potentially fuck her up?

>>46087851
>I was summoned by the king, not much I could do
>Hey Daisy, wanna shield?

>>46087910
Better her than us.

>>46087910
Who else would we give it to?

>>46087910
I don't think it will fuck anyone up.

>>46087851
>>Eh, I’m fine now
>>I was summoned by the king, not much I could do.

>>46087942
>It's Norton
of course it will.

>>46087982
Naw, it just won't be very effective.

>>46087940
We should sell it. Not here mind you, they'd probably flip at humans selling digimon stuff, but somewhere else.

>>46087982
Then lets have someone smart like Casey take a look at it. Or ask our allies via our phone about it.

>>46088002
>Another excuse to call Aru
I mean Witchmon would probably know more, but Arukenimon DID warn us about Gokuwmon in the first place, and she's probably worried about us

>>46088085
Witchmon gives better handjobs. Aru is better at bondage.

>>46088085
We should probably call Aru. We haven't talked to her in a while anyway.

>>46088141
Didn't we talk to her a few days ago? How long was the trip to tumbler?

>>46088170
Few days is a while.

>>46088170
>a few days ago
She's lonely and worried, a few days is a very long time

We should send Aru a dic pic, using the Norton shield as background.

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You shrug, still being squished, she smells nice, like home cooking... “I was summoned by the king, wasn’t much I could do.” You give her a tentative pat on the back, and she takes a hurried step back.

“Well… you could have left a note. I was worried sick about you, I was about to wake the other kids and-”

“I’m fiiiine.” You assure her again, slipping the bracelet off your wrist, “Speaking of the dear king, he gave me this for fighting against Zeke.”

“A… bracelet?” She asks, “I didn’t take you much for jewellery Dash.”

You shake your head, “No, no, it’s a shield, see? You slip it over your wrist, and… Bam!” It expands to full size with a loud CHUNK, Daisy gasping in shock as it expands. You wave it in her direction, “I want you to take it.” You tell her. “The guy said it’s guaranteed to block at least one attack from any enemy.”

She coils a loop of hair around her finger, “Y-you’re just giving it to me?” She asks, “Wasn’t it meant to be a gift to you?” She gives a wan smile, “I didn’t exactly do much fighting against Zeke, mostly I just got thrown around in that explosion.”

>Well yeah, you’re kinda… soft
>Well it’s not like you can’t give it back if I need it
>”I just thought it might look good on you” Wink
>Write in

>>46088296
>>Well it’s not like you can’t give it back if I need it

>>46088296
>>Well it’s not like you can’t give it back if I need it
And if you get hurt we're all kinda fucked anyways since you're the only one who can heal.

>>46088296
>>Well it’s not like you can’t give it back if I need it

>>46088296
>>Well it’s not like you can’t give it back if I need it
>>”I just thought it might look good on you” Wink

>>46088296
>>Well it’s not like you can’t give it back if I need it

Besides If I get knocked out, you can heal me, but if you get knocked out, it be worse.

>>46088296
>Write in
>"You'll need it more. I've got Electmon to back me up!"

>>46088296
>”I just thought it might look good on you” Wink
Seriously though you're our only healer and if you're out everyone is screwed.

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You shrug, “Well hey, it’s not like you can’t give it back if I need it, right?”

She smiles gently, “Thank you Dash, I… appreciate this.” She leans over a little and kisses your forehead, before she’s even thought about it, she whips back upright, a hand over her mouth.

“I won’t tell if you won’t.” You tell her with a wink.

She blushes furiously, head tucked down as she silently lets you slip the band over her wrist.

“Like this?” She asks stretching her finger to hit the button and- CHUNK.

“Just like that.” You nod.

“Should we...test it out?” She asks, looking at Elecmon.

He lets out a small belch, patting his stomach, “Oof, maybe later.” He groans, “That pizza is disagreeing with me.”

Sitting fine with you, but he was the one that insisted on getting the fish topping. He waddled inside, shutting the door behind him, as Daisy retracts the shield, covering her eyes as the sun peaks over the horizon, signalling dawn. Demi comes flapping down to the RV to sleep, letting herself in with a quiet squeak of the door.

“We have to be out of the city in three days.” You tell Daisy as you watch the sun rise over the sea. “King said so, but Zeke and his friends are injured, still nearby more than likely.”

She sucks her teeth for a moment, “I… think I know why he’s doing this.” She finally mutters. “Zeke’s family was part of a cu-ahem, religious group that believed in the abolition of technology… he was taken away from them last year when the police found out his parents were ringleaders in it, and were growing… certain crops.”

Ones you’re guessing smell like this city, not that she’d know.

“For the last year or so he’s been shipped around to various foster families, but he’s a handful. I was warned not to make him to angry when they put him in your class, but… I don’t think he much cares for having a woman teaching him.” She pulls her glasses off, rubbing her eyes. “Ughhh, and now he’s got a bunch of powerful digimon protecting him while he tries to destroy an entire world.” She sighs, “If he knows this is digital, then he might see it as his job to take out everything here.” She looks exhausted, tense, and all overwhelmed.

"We'll stop him, or else." You assure her.

>Wanna go get hammered?
>Go get some sleep Daisy, you need it
>Hug her, innocently
>Hug her, not so innocently.
>Write in

>>46088652
>>Hug her, innocently

>>46088652
>Hug her innocently
>Go get some sleep Daisy, you need it

>>46088652
>Go get some sleep Daisy, you need it
>Hug her, innocently

>>46088652
>Hug her, not so innocently.
>Go get some sleep Daisy, you need it

>>46088652
>>Go get some sleep Daisy, you need it
>>Hug her, innocently

>>46088670
>>46088685
>>46088697
We must take the lead in this. She's never going to be forward with her student.

>>46088760
Being forward is what almost drove her away. We need to take this slow anon.

Don't worry, we will partake in sensei's softness soon enough.

>>46088760
This >>46088788

She is "just our teacher" in her mind, according to our attempts to be forward. But when we started being more subtle she opened up.
That and being close to death for days on end

>>46088839
We should get her a ruler and have her spank us, if we are bad.

You step forward and wrap your arms rather chastely around her shoulders, giving her a soft squeeze, “Go get some sleep Daisy, you need it.”

She nods weakly, patting your hands for a moment, before you let go, shuffling back towards the RV, you make sure she climbs into bed, just as the twins and Casey start to stir awake. Tink, Hagurumon and Gotsumon are still sleeping, so you do your best to put them on the spare bed spot, shutting the door on them.

The RV is running low on fresh food, so you end up eating the remains of Eva’s curry from last night for breakfast. It’s not awful, just kinda… peppery. Really peppery.

“I think we should take it easy for today.” Jeff suggests, “We got our asses kicked and we weren’t even really in the fight this time.”

He’s not wrong…

>No, we need to find Zeke
>Alright, let’s try and sell the jeep already
>We need food before anything else
>We could find these anti slavery people for Tink
>Write in

>>46088968
>>Write in
We should do some training, and come up with some plans, so we won't get our asses kicked.

>>46088968
>Alright, let's try and sell the jeep already
>We need food before anything else

Maybe when Tink wakes up we can side quest

>>46088968
>Alright, let’s try and sell the jeep already
>We need food before anything else
SHOPPING SPREE!

>>46088968
>>Alright, let’s try and sell the jeep already
>>We need food before anything else

>>46088985
Let's wait to train until everyone's awake, then it can double as a teamwork exercise

>>46088968
>Write in
Give Jeff wake up blowjob.

Roll me 2d20s for reasons

Rolled 3, 6 = 9 (2d20)

>>46089112

Rolled 8, 17 = 25 (2d20)

>>46089112

Rolled 12, 6 = 18 (2d20)

>>46089112

Rolled 14, 3 = 17 (2d20)

>>46089112

Rolled 20, 20 = 40 (2d20)

>>46089112

>>46089194
Nice!

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>>46089194
jesus

>>46089194
Wow....
20-20
fucking rare. Hope chuckles blessed this dice

We should get something epic out of this. Just saying.
What were we rolling for anyways?

>>46089194
I don't know what we did, but we doin' it

>>46089194
>>46089207
WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK WE ARE!!!??

First things first, “We really should find a buyer for this jeep, shouldn’t we?” You ask, peering at the vehicle.

Elecmon reckons for a patched up thing like it, you could probably get 1500 Digi-Dollars for the thing. Well, someone doesn’t have much faith.

You drive it into a centre of square, putting on a show, you manage to drum up some interest in it, only for Eva to drive the audience into a frenzied auction, sometimes just making up fake bets from the crowd, just to raise the price, as three digimon bid back and forth on it.

4500

6000

10,000

15,000 and a fine pearl necklace

20,000 and a pair of diamond earrings.

40,000, a pearl necklace, diamond earrings AND a large sapphire ring!

“Sold!” You declare, slapping your hands together, jangling the keys over the crowd, before tossing them to the doctor that patched you up last night.

You nudge Elecmon with your foot, smirking at him, “How much did you think we’d get again?”

Jeff and Casey are just watching slack jawed after that little show, as you sort through the jewellery and transfer your new boat load of dosh. "i'll kinda miss it..." Casey mentions, watching him climb in.

“We could eat for a year off of this.” You figure. “Good doing business with ya doc!”

He nods, powering off down the street, past the dejected crowd.

“Come on, let’s go stock up on food before we blow any of this on something stupid.” You tell the others.

You buy some essentials, bread, eggs, milk, meat, spices and rice, along with a shitload of canned food incase you end up being stranded anywhere, before spluring a bit on sweets, in case you ever need to regain energy real fast.

High sugar and fatty foods seems to get transferred over the fastest, so you make sure to load up, stacking it all away once you return to the RV.

“Hellllp meeeee.” You hear Gotsumon hiss, twitching the door open. You pull it open fully, finding the rock man squished into Daisy, arms tight around his neck, hugging him too her.

You extract him delicately, trying not to wake the rest, you set him on his feet.

As your distracted, Eva swipes some of the jewellery from your backet pocket, already hooking the earrings on by the time you turn around. “I helped sell, I get the jewels.” She tells you, sticking her tongue out.

“B-but we paid for parts to fix it.” Casey points out. “It was mine and Dash’s jeep really.” She blushes as every looks to her, “Er- I- not that I want any, or any anything like that.” She adds. “Dash should decide what to do with them. We could sell them and buy even more food.”

Jeff just kinda shrugs at you, Eva glaring Casey down, a spark of friction between the two.

>Eva, keep the earrings, I decide who gets the rest (Write in)
>I'm taking it all for now, I'll hand them out later.
>Well, if you don’t want any, Eva can have it
>More dosh, woo!
>Write in

>>46089333
>Eva, keep the earrings, I decide who gets the rest (Write in)
Effort should always be rewarded.
Fucking hell I hate the fact you gave us a ring Chuckles.
Ring to Daisy and necklace to Casey?

>>46089333
>Eva, keep the earrings, I decide who gets the rest (Write in)
Ring to Casey, Necklace to Daisy.
I'm sure Daisy will appreciate a pearl necklace from Dash.

>>46089371
This.
And dont forget to train for teamwork and ate our meds

>>46089333
Get down on one knee and propose to Jeff with the ring, it's time to get serious here.

>>46089333
>Eva, keep the earrings, I decide who gets the rest (Write in)
Ring to Casey, Necklace to Daisy.
We can give Casey per necklace in lewder ways.
Alternatively we could use the pearl necklace as anal beads, but not sure if she be into that.

>>46089386
>>46089389
These, might freak out Teach if she gets the ring

>>46089406
Fujo pls go, you're making me fall for obvious bait

>>46089426
I'm not sure the string that a pearl necklace is linked by is strong enough for that, might just break it.

>>46089429
My reasoning was that the ring is going to create tension between Casey and Eva if given to one of them which is why I cursed Chuckles for including it. The ring is such a trap.

>>46089437
We can afford to get better string, and decent recklessness are usually held together by decent string.

>>46089466
Give ring to Jeff.

votes closed

>>46089466
Eva went straight for the earrings, I have faith that she'll at least understand that much. Besides, if Daisy DOES freak out over the ring It'd make that tension worse.
I seriously think she's got some bad commitment issues beyond "But I'm your teacher!"

>>46089532
I don't see it. She has just acted like someone that's forced to re-evaluate her moral compass after Dash showed interest and she wasn't disgusted or able to laugh it off.

You sigh for a moment, “Ladies…” You snap your fingers, “Eva, you can keep the earrings.” The blonde looks smug, until you slide the rest out of her reach. “Daisy can have the necklace, and Casey, you can have…” You press the silver band onto the tabl in front of her. “The ring. There, everyone gets something.”

“Except Jeff.” Casey adds, blushing a little as she picks up the ring.

Eva seems to be glaring at you for a moment, before she switches to a nasty grin, “He tried to get his ear pierced when we were twelve, but as soon as he got in the chair, he started blubbering and crying when the needle came near him.”

“Fuck you!” Jeff scowls at her, “No I didn’t!”

Eva just smiles back at him smugly, “Did so. Now if you don’t mind, I need a damn shower.”

She abouts on her heel, quickly shutting herself in the bathroom. You head up to the door, knocking gently and leaning against it. “Eva? What did we say about being nice?”

Silence as the shower hisses on. “She’ll be over it in an hour.” Jeff sighs, “Just let her have her tantrum.” He jerks his thumb at the door, “Gotsumon and I are gonna go for a run.” He adds, “See you guys later I guess.”

You glance over at Casey, idly twisting the ring on her finger, examining the gemstones in it, before saying she wants to take a look around the beach for a while, leaving you and Elecmon alone.

“Humans are weird.” Elecmon mutters to you.

“Damn skippy.” You agree.

>Go get fit with Jeff
>Check out the beach. Bonus, Casey might wear her swimsuit
>Wake Daisy, give her the pearls before Eva can swipe them
>You… don’t think Eva locked the bathroom door
>Write in

>>46089606
>You… don’t think Eva locked the bathroom door

>>46089606
>>You… don’t think Eva locked the bathroom door

>>46089606
>You… don’t think Eva locked the bathroom door

>>46089606
>Wake Daisy, give her the pearls before Eva can swipe them
>Go get fit with Jeff
GLUTES FOR SLOOTS is what I'd say if we were not doing cardio.
NEVER SKIP LEG DAY

>>46089606
>Go get fit with Jeff
disregard females, get /fit/

>>46089636
Shower sex is kind of like leg day.

>>46089636
Okay, can we compromise for jog fucking?
We be lifting, running, and having sex.

Seriously, I have no clue why more people are not doing that.

>>46089593
Well for one everyone here has issues and even if I'm jumping to conclusions I doubt she's exempt. Also she's not openly turned Dash's flirting down, but panics when she realizes he's flirting, so either her self esteem issues are worse than I thought or there's another factor messing up her morals.

Maybe she had a student/teacher romance and wants to protect Dash? Or I'm just reading into things too much.

>>46089606
>Call Aru
Still need to check in and debrief her on Gokuwmon

>>46089606
>Go get fit with Jeff

>>46089606
>You… don’t think Eva locked the bathroom door

Calling it

Hang on, before I start writing, real quick, best of three

>Knock politely
>Slip in

>>46089782
>Slip in

>>46089782
>Slip in

>>46089782
>Slip in

>>46089782
>>Slip in

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Eva didn’t lock the door behind her…

You squat down by Elecmon for a moment, handing him your phone, “Go... by yourself something nice for a while, kay?”

His head cocks in that way of his, but he takes it all the same, grabbing it and heading out, as you move towards the bathroom door.

You clear your throat, and slip the door open silently, Eva’s back turned to you as she sits with only her feet under the running shower, still fully dressed.

“Fuckin’ passive agressive little-” She growls to herself, putting on a nasal impression, “Not that I want any Dash!” She repeats after Casey, “G-gee, you’re really giving the ring to me?” She stamps her foot against the bottom of the shower, water splashing up the sides.

You stand silently, listening, hearing movement behind you, loud yawning as Daisy clambers out of bed, the door open and closing and the distant crunch of footsteps as she wonders off, the tinkling of a bell and the flap of wings after her.

You lean back against the door, as she lets her hair down, still oblivious to your presence.

Another stamp and Eva starts undoing the earrings she took, holding them in her hand, “Now everyone gets some, huh?” She asks, “Shows how special you are Eva.” She mutters, leaning forward, about to tip them down the drain. “Ass.”

>You are special to me Eva, just as much as the others
>Grab her and kiss her, showing is better than telling
>Those things are expensive you know, at least think before you toss them.
>Write in

>>46089851
>You are special to me Eva, just as much as the others

>>46089851
>Those things are expensive you know, at least think before you toss them.
>Grab her and kiss her, showing is better than telling

>>46089851
>Those are expensive you know, at least think before you toss them
>Besides, you got first dibs. That's pretty special right?

>>46089886
The
>Besides, you got first dibs. That's pretty special right?
is a good idea.

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sorry about the delay, had to make dinner

You pipe up, “Those things look awful expensive. At least think before you toss them away.”

She jumps, whipping around to glare at you, wiping her cheeks. “Shut up! And get out! Who said you can just come barging in here.

You just step forward, taking a seat next to her. “You’re the one that got first pick Eva, wouldn’t you say that’s pretty special?” You ask her with a nudge.

“I said shut up!” She repeats herself, turning her head away from you. “I-I only got that cos I stole it off you in the first place. You probably would have given it all to four eyes if you had the chance.”

“No, I gave one to every because I wanted to give one to everyone. Not to save face.” You tell her. She tries to scoot away from you on the floor, but you scoot after her. “Eva, come on. Accept the earrings.” Her nose twitches a little as you pull up next to her again.

Her hand slowly levels out again, staring at the diamonds. “They are… pretty well cut. I guess. I bet you don’t even know what that means.”

“Nope.” You admit. “Now anything else you wanna talk about?”

She rocks her jaw back and forth, “No!” She says a little too quickly, and defensively.

“Eva…?” You prompt her.

She jabs a thumb at the door. “Just… could you get out? I’ve gotta ji- clean off!”

>I can help with that. If you want.
>Alright, she’s got her boundaries up, leave her be
>Kiss the tsun
>Write in

>>46090094
>>Kiss the tsun

>>46090094
>Kiss the tsun
Overload the Tsun!

>>46090094
>I can help with that. If you want.
>Kiss the tsun

>>46090094
>Kiss the tsun

Aw come, with that kind of slip, how can you not?

You press forwards and kiss her, Eva’s breath catching for a second, before she draws back and slaps you full across the face.

It wasn’t hard enough to break anything, but god damn does it sting.

You hear her ragged breath for a moment, “I- sorry.” She mumbles, tilting your head to inspect your cheek. “I didn’t mean- just came out… sorry.”

You rock your jaw, come on Dash, walk it off. “Eh, I’ve had worse.” You assure her. Not from being slapped by a girl, more close to being hit by Gokuwmon, but still.

She touches your cheek gingerly, “You’re not bleeding? That’s good I guess? Sorry? I don’t- people touch me a lot in public, creepy assholes- fans…” She trails off. “Not an excuse.” She nods.

You feel something click back into place. “Eva, relax, it’s fine.”

She presses a hand to your shoulder, “D-do you want me to make it up to you?” She asks, her cheeks flushing.

>I’m scared you’ll rip it off at this rate
>I like the sound of that
>Write in

>>46090263
>>Write in
I do, as long as you are comfortable with that.

>>46090263

>Why don't I finish what I started first.

>>46090263
>>46090285
that's a good enough line.

>>46090263
>"No, I just want you to relax. Right now its just you and me. Alone to do whatever we please."

>>46090263
>I like the sound of that

>>46090263
>I like the sound of that

>>46090263
>I like the sound of that

Calling and writing now

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You give her a grin, “I like the sound of that, as long as it’s what you really want to do.”

She faux scowls, “Shut up! Jus- just go.. Go go lie down on the bed. I need a second to clean myself up.” She barks, still wiping at her face.

Heh. You make sure to press one more kiss to her cheek before you go, getting swatted at vaguely as you slip out the door.

You pull your clothes off, leaving them abandoned and crawl atop the bed, waiting eagerly and rising early to the occasion as you hear Eva clink around a minute or two, before she finally steps into the bedroom, making sure to bar the divider closed to any attempt to get in.

She’s got golden tanned skin and sculpted muscles all the way up her arms, leading to dainty breasts above sculpted abs in her centre, staring at you through a mad blush, her long, long legs brushing against each other as she moves closer to the bed, climbing under the sheets next to you.

“Al-right.” She nods, “Just.” She makes a raising gesture with her hands, before pulling the blankets up.

http://pastebin.com/RD1RfqX9

“That good, huh?” You grin as she pulls the blankets tighter over herself, unable to hide the still faint tremors running up and down her back. You brush your fingers over the bare skin below her neck, “Eva, c’mon. Didja have fun?”

She harrumphs, before rolling back over, her lips pressing to your cheek for a moment, one arm wrapping over your chest. “You were- adequate enough.” She murmurs, as you roll to your side, looking her in the face.

“Adequate enough?” You smirk, before darting forwards and pressing a kiss to her neck, half a bite laid on the soft, supple skin… mmm….

She yelps, but a little smile spreads on her lips, a fist thumping into your shoulder. “Uncouth pig.” She murmurs, cuddling into you.

>Love you too.
>Stuck up princess.
>Write in

>>46090560
>Love you too.

>>46090560
>>Love you too.

>>46090560
>>Love you too.

>>46090560
>Stuck up princess.
>Love you too.
Tease her a little, but say we love her, its more fun

Wait, so is she a virgin or not?

>>46090615
Since Dash went balls deep without resistance, I'm guessing not.

Did people lose all interest in Aru, after her sex scene?

>>46090699
Not me. Every waifu best waifu

>>46090699
I've been pushing to call her all thread, personally. If anybody got forgotten its Starbellemon

>>46090699
No, but that doesn't mean we have to hassle her every five minutes.

I'd agree to calling her up soon though.

>>46090560
>>Stuck up princess.

You rub her back, “Love you too.” You chuckle, waiting to get your breath back.

“I never said it in the first place.” She half growls, feeling her toes brush against yours for a brief moment, her heat so close, her nose buried against you, inhaling your smell.

Then the door to the RV bangs open, snapping both of you out of your reverie. “Eva? You stopped being moody yet?” Jeff calls.

“Under the bed!” She hisses, shoving you off the side unceremoniously.

Your shoulder clicks weirdly when you hit the floor, but you do your best to hide as the divider is forcefully pulled open. “You seen-?” He starts to ask, as Eva squeals. “God, why are you naked?”

“Get out!” Eva yells right back at him, hurling a pillow.

“You don’t sleep naked, what the hell are you up too? Seriously?” He demands, batting the pillow aside as Eva keeps herself covered.

“I was… relaxing, now leave me alone!” Eva hisses.

“Is everything alright kids?” Daisy asks, having walked in as well.

Uh oh.

Eva screams, and the redhead just about faces, going silent as she walks right back out. “Jeff, leave me alone, or so help me…” She trails off.

Jeff makes an irritable noise, but shuts the door. From the sound of the footsteps, he’s in the bathroom now, the shower hissing back to life. “Phew.” The sister sighs. “Get dressed, before he comes back.” She orders, teasing her hair back into a loose ponytail.

You pull your jeans back on, watching her lithe movements, as she regathers herself, a thin strand of white on her thighs before she gets her skirt over it.

“And Dash?”

You look up to her face, in time for her to give you a smile, looking more relaxed than she has in a month. “Thanks. And sorry for… slapping you.”

You wink, “Gotta get out before Jeff notices, yeah?” She nods and you step out, sitting at the dinner table by the time the brother re-emerges. That nasty scar hidden as he slips his shirt all the way down.

He smiles when he sees you, taking the seat across the table, “I’m up to a kilometer jog without needing to break.” He informs you with half a hint of pride in his voice.

“Nice one.” You nod. Don’t think about nailing his sister. Don’t think about nailing his sister. Don’t think about nailing his sister.

Damn it.

“Hey, I saw this jetty up the beach a little while, nice peaceful spot in a little… I think it’s called a mangrove? You wanna head up their later?” He asks.

>Sure, sounds fun
>The ocean hasn’t really been our friendly lately… let’s (write in)
>Nah, I really should call Aru, after this long
>Write in

>>46090850
>let me call Aru real quick then we can, cool?

>>46090850
Seconding >>46090861

>>46090850
Call Aru, and then go.

>>46090850
>>46090861
Jeff needs brotime, but Aru is lonely and worried

>>46090850

This >>46090861, but let's take our time.

I missed some sessions. How did Jeff get this scar?

>>46091001
He slipped while getting up from dinner, and fell on his fork.

>>46091001
Tragic blowjob accident.

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“Let me just call Aru real quick, then I’ll tag along, cool?”

He nods, glancing at the door. “I- uh, assume you wanna be alone for that.” He mutters, stepping out.

“It’s not phone sex.” You call after him…. “Probably” You add in an undertone.

You hit the spider icon, and the screen flashes up, Aru setting herself straight as she steps in front of the screen. “Dashie.” She smiles, practically beaming by her standards. “I’m… happy to see you’re alive. My web tells me that you were able to beat Gokuwmon quite handily, after dear Elecmon digivolved into an Ultimate.”

“I… wouldn’t say handily.” You admit, rubbing your neck. “He kicked my ass pretty hard, and he stuck me with this virus that nearly caused my body to freeze solid a few times. Only just got a doctor for it last night.”

She clucks her tongue sympathetically. “I’m sorry Dashie.” She coos, leaning in closer to the camera. If I’d been here, I would have done all I could to stop him escaping, but my dear lovelies weren’t able to hold him off.”

“How’d he get loose in the first place?” You have to ask.

She rolls her eyes, “Some buffoon Sanzomon strolled in, tried to buy him as a servant, right off the wall, said she could control him. The second he got down, he went…” She clucks her tongue as she reads a report. “Tch. Bananas, and flew off on his own.”

“Well we beat him eventually.” You nod along.

She readjusts her glasses, reaching for a bottle and knocking it back for a few moments, before the camera moves, Aru moving to slump into a chair, her purple lips curling into a smile. “You prove quite the interesting human Dashie.” She smirks. “And how does your little… personal task I set you come along” She pauses a moment to laugh through her nostrils, “Getting… familiar?”

.>A Fairimon, Eva, and third base with Casey
>I can’t really talk about it right now
>I’m not doing it for notches on the bedpost Aru
>Write in

>>46091093
>I’m not doing it for notches on the bedpost Aru

>>46091093

>I’m not doing it for notches on the bedpost Aru

>But next time we meet face to face, you can bet I'll invite you to a date you'll remember

>>46091093
>>46091156
Second

>>46091093

>>46091156
Sounds good.

Aru is sweet

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You shake your head, “I’m not doing this for notches on my bedpost Aru.” You tell her firmly.

She raises her eyebrows coyly. “Very well. Just don’t be too surprised if those three human girls blow up in your face over it.” She snaps her fingers, “Speaking of… a spider string trails down from hat, whispering in her ear. “That Fang girl? I have a plant on her. She’s on this continent now, but if you wish to know where she is when you visit again, simply drop me a call.”

Neat, “Thanks Aru, I will.” You nod, “And you can be sure, next time we meet face to face, you’ll have a date to remember.”

She chuckles, her laugh low and full of amusement, like a cat playing with a mouse. “Very well Dashie. Toodle Oo.” She kisses at the camera and the line cuts.

You end up having to do a subtle tuck after… that, but you end up mostly fine, meeting Jeff outside. He’s already got some lines and a bucket of bait lined up. “Let’s go.” He nods, pointing north, “Just up the coast a ways.” Elecmon and Gotsumon are already waiting with him.

You give Casey and Daisy a wave as you pass, Hagurumon getting cleaned of rust. A pang of guilt hits you over that, since you’re the reason she was in the sea.

You make a note to thank her in person soon, as you round the beach, a cool patch of trees shading the jetty out to sea, ripe fruits dangling from the branches above. “Scenic.” Elecmon notes, tucking his billed hat over his eyes, before blasting one down.

You head up the jetty, staring out over the edge, the spray of salt on your lips. “Nice out here, huh?” Jeff asks, “Quiet.”

It really is. You take your line and cast out, line whistling as your sinker hits the water.

Jeff casts his perfect, better than yours, it sanks at the perfect distance from shore. “Here, you want to reel yours in a bit, reduce the slack.” He instructs, leaning over and cranking the reel on yours.

Uhuh.

Try not to think about plowing his sister. Dash. Don’t do it…

Shit.

Nothing happens for a few minutes, silence save for the quiet waves. “Just two guys, hanging out, their two poles, the sun and the sea…” Jeff trails off, as he gets a bite.

Gotsumon and Elecmon are busy stuffing their faces back on the shore. The odd seagull squawks...

>Hey, I won’t lie. Slept with Eva, just putting it out there.
>Are the fish here supposed to be Digimon do you think? They look like normal fish
>You want a hand reeling that in?
>Write in

>>46091439
>>Write in
Seduce Jeff

>>46091439
>Are the fish here supposed to be Digimon do you think? They look like normal fish

>>46091439
>Are the fish here supposed to be Digimon do you think? They look like normal fish

>>46091439
>Are the fish here supposed to be digimon do you think? They look like normal fish

>>46091439
>Are the fish here supposed to be Digimon do you think? They look like normal fish

>>46091439
>>Are the fish here supposed to be Digimon do you think? They look like normal fish

>>46091439
>Obligatory fuck Jeff vote

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You stare at the water, “Are the fish here supposed to be Digimon?” You wonder aloud.

He shrugs, “You know… I’m not quite sure.” He mutters, reeling in his line, prodding the critter that he pulls up out of the water.

“Looks like a real fish, back home.” You muse, before Jeff grabs it and unhooks the critter, tossing it back. “Wait, we’re letting them go?” You ask.

He shrugs, “I am… you don’t have to if you don’t wanna. It’s just what my dad usually did when I went with him.” Hmm. He turns to the shore, “Hey Gotusmon! Are these fish digimon, or are they fish- fish?”

“FISH!” He calls, him and Elecmon apparently practicing boxing, the match much favouring the bipedal digimon.

Hardly clarifying. Ah well. You get a bite, managing to reel it in, you stare at the critter, before tossing it back with a shrug. “We- we can catch a few for tonight I guess.” Jeff finally stammers, “Fry em up with garlic and butter.” He kisses his hand for a moment, before stopping and staring down. “Er- maybe not. I dunno.” He mutters, changing his mind.

He sits, dangling his legs over the water and you do like wise.

The wind shifts, blowing past you towards Jeff, setting his nose tweaking. “You… uh, you smell funny.” He notices. “Like sweaty, and I dunno, like- oh!” He shuts his lip, “Sorry, everyone needs their private time. Won’t pry.”

“W-” You start, only to be cut off.

“No, I… that’s fine.” He sighs, reeling his line in as a fish gets away. “Another digimon thought I was a fat girl when I was jogging earlier.” He sighs. “Hey, remember yesterday, the machine… thing?” He asks.

“Yeah?” You prompt.

He clears his throat, “Is it, uh… was that like an early morning thing, or… I mean is it always that size?”

>Alright, I’m done with fishing. Good talk Jeff.
>Bigger, when it’s needed
>Jeff? Not interested.
>Write in

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>>46091975
>Bigger, when it’s needed

>>46091975
Bigger, when it’s needed. How are you still running chuckles?

>>46091975
>>Jeff? Not interested.

>>46091975
>>Jeff? Not interested.

>>46091975

>>Jeff? Not interested.

>You seem like you have something on you mind, and that's not the size

>>46091975
>>Bigger, when it’s needed

>>46091975
>>46092076
Second, I suppose.

>>46092076
Thirding

Also, why are you feeding the fugos Chuckles?

>>46091975
>Jeff? Not interested.

>>46091975
>Bigger, when it's needed
Not actually into Jeff, but I don't want to turn him away desu.

>>46091975
>Jeff? Not interested.

>>46091975
>>Bigger, when it’s needed

Frikin store front captchas.

>>46091975
>Jeff? Not interested.

>>46091975
>Jeff? Not interested.

>>46091975
>Bigger, when it's needed

>>46091975
>Jeff? Not interested.

>>46091975
>Jeff? Not interested.

>>46091975
>Jeff? Not interested.

>>46091975
>>Write in

Whip it out and helicopter it in front of Jeff's face

You people and not wanting to spread the love with everyone. For shame.

You shake your head, “Jeff? Not interested. Okay?”

He looks at you curiously. “Huh? What are you talking about?”

You stare back at him. “What are you talking about?” You ask back.

He thumbs his chin, “You had an ulcer, inside of your lip yesterday. Didn’t you notice?”

You thumb it gently. “Huh. Feels pretty small.” You peel your lip forward, “Hmm?” He stares intently for a moment, “Nah it’s gone now.” That doctor was poking around in your mouth though. Maybe he did something to it?”

Huh. Maybe.

Apparently you shouldn’t assume things about Jeff either.

“Hey, did you ever play Bonestorm?” He asks off handedly.

Bonestorm, eh? “Hell yeah I did, I was the king of Bonestorm until I was like… fifteen dude!” You laugh, feeling another bite on the line.

He raises his eyebrows, “The king? Huh? You sure about that? I had no friends and a lot of free time, I might just give you a run for your money.” He tells you with a wry laugh. “No one could touch my Bonestorm santa.” He boasts.

“Ha, we’ll see.” You retort, reeling your fish in and setting it aside for dinner.

“When- if we ever get home, we’re going a round. You and me… I still have it hooked up in my room. Just… promise not to try and bang my mum while you’re there too.” He adds with a half joking tone, struggling with his current fish. “Big bastard on the line.”

>You got a deal.
>I promise nothing!
>Want a hand with that?
>Write in

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>People samefagging this hard.

>>46092269
>I promise nothing!
>Want a hand with that?

>>46092270
>hard
>implying that wasn't lazy easymodo

>>46092269
>You got a deal
>You want a hand with that?

>>46092269
>I promise nothing!
>Want a hand with that?
Maybe, just maybe, we're not Jeff's type.

>>46092269
>You got a deal.
>Want a hand with that?

>>46092269
>You got a deal.
>Want a hand with that?

>>46092269
>>You got a deal.
>>Want a hand with that?

>>46092269
>>Want a hand with that?

>>46092269
>>I promise nothing!
>Want a hand with that?

>>46092269
>You got a deal
>You want a hand with that?
His mom sounds like a biatch anyway, and not in a cute way like Eva.

>>46092390
I was kind of assuming that "I promise nothing!" was us joking, not us seriously saying "no Jeff, I will fuck your mother".

Spirit evolution when
Bio merge when

>>46092395
Probably, thinking about it. I'm bad at telling intended tone of options in text sometimes.

>>46092405
We'll probably only get to bio merge.

calling it, roll me 2d20s for reasons

Rolled 1, 3 = 4 (2d20)

>>46092439
Rolling to bang Jeff's mom.